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22 September 2011 @ 12:24 am
Tomorrow morning~!

Who else is excited~? Ah, I just love getting presents!

We're going to need to put something together with the girls to exchange ... in the afternoon sometime, maybe? Let me know~
Mood: bouncybouncy
22 September 2011 @ 03:34 am
[Filter: Keane, Mal, and Raoul]

If you read this before it happens, just be prepared for something bad to come over the wall... Yesterday the rioters attacked the castle when Tyren was putting bodies onto hooks nailed to poles, and ... well, it didn't work. Now he's collected everyone he captured yesterday, and he's going to use those poles again. The men and women he's got now ... ugh, I don't even want to look at them. I think he's had them whipped for the whole day and night... They look like giant open wounds right now, and he's going to hook them up. He's going to hang them naked, bleeding, and dying off the wall.

If you can believe it, there's going to be a worse sight prepared for the rioters today.
Mood: frustratedfrustrated
22 September 2011 @ 08:27 pm
[Filter: Jack]


It's a beautiful necklace.

Happy Festival.

I do wish you'd write.
Mood: uncomfortableuncomfortable
Lady Isanae of House Lireth
22 September 2011 @ 08:42 pm
[Filter: Private, in Old High Dentorian]

For heaven's sake, could they be any more -- juvenile? What, precisely, are they searching for from me? Outrage? Jealousy? As though I would ever grant them the pleasure.

I hardly care what either of them does.

What a long day this is already proving to be, lovely. Both of my dear, dear families, all in one place for the Festival of Leaves. I'm so very blessed.
Mood: angryangry
22 September 2011 @ 09:01 pm
[Filter: Irving]

About the other night.

You know we should probably

[Filter: Private]

It's not good enough. It's never going to be good enough. It's a stupid gift and it's too late.


[Filter: Aileen]

So. Uh.

You were right. Happy Festival?
Mood: uncomfortableuncomfortable
22 September 2011 @ 09:04 pm
[Filter: Private]

I cannot believe I am about to do this.

I am just looking for punishment at this point, aren't I?

Dragons, fine. I can't -- I won't go back on it now. I have to just ... just go up to her. Yes. That'll be fine.
Mood: uncomfortableuncomfortable
22 September 2011 @ 09:15 pm
[Filter: Private]

We really ought to cancel those plans.

It's too dangerous. Oh, it's too dangerous by far, for both of us, for so very, very many reasons.

He shouldn't have told me his plans. A private meeting with his Grandfather, really? It must be very serious business, indeed.

There are too many eyes in Rhia.

That's always been the point, hasn't it?


Dragons, I'm losing my mind. Tallys is going to have my head, at this rate. Gifts. We need to exchange our gifts. Let's focus on that, instead.
Mood: blankblank
Cathleen "Cate"
22 September 2011 @ 09:36 pm
[Filter: Private]

The worst part, the real worst part of it is how he smirked at me when I was opening it. Like he was daring me to say something about it, or making a joke about me, or something ...

It's pretty. ... It's real pretty. But it's so -- it's so long, and I don't think I even have any dresses that'd go with it. But if he doesn't see me wearing it he's gonna make more comments, and I just ... If I don't say anything, he's gonna get like that, too.

Why is he like this? I ain't done a single thing to him. Not a thing. I wish he'd just ... just not look at me like that, and leave me alone.

[Filter: Public]

Um, I wanted to thank everybody for the wonderful gifts ... I'm going to treasure all of them. The necklace is I Um, they're all very beautiful.
Mood: uncomfortableuncomfortable
Lorcan of Rhia
22 September 2011 @ 09:42 pm
Haha, well, Bertrand certainly does have a handle on this entire Festival thing now, doesn't he? I've never seen him wake up so early of his own accord.

Next year we'll be lucky if they sleep on Festival Eve at all, no doubt.

Ah, I think Verity is bringing in cinnamon buns, so I suppose I'd better go stake my claim before the boys get to them, haha. I'll see some of you later at the party, no doubt, but for all those I won't, well. I hope everyone has a wonderful Festival. This day just has a way of reminding you of what's truly important ...
Mood: cheerfulcheerful
Gavin of Fryda
22 September 2011 @ 09:59 pm
Hey, look what the messenger brings in today! News of another fucking razed village on the eastern border! And besides that, more reports of refugees fleeing the others surrounding it before they also get burned in their own homes and get FORNA written on whatever walls are left standing!

Happy fucking Festival!

I need a Dragonsdamned drink. I need ten Dragonsdamned drinks.
Mood: aggravatedaggravated
22 September 2011 @ 10:03 pm
All right, everyone! I know some of you have been giving out your secret exchange gifts on your own, but if you want me to deliver it for you, I'll be coming around shortly to pick them up. Just let me know if you need more time, or if you're out, so I can come back to you later!

Happy Festival!
Mood: cheerfulcheerful
Lady Isanae of House Lireth
22 September 2011 @ 10:20 pm
Dragons' sake, Tarmon, are you happy, now? What is it about the holidays that makes you such an ogre? That was absolutely atrocious, even for you.

You couldn't just hold your tongue for once?
Mood: angryFFS -_-!!
Messenger of Darkness
22 September 2011 @ 10:50 pm
All I want for Festival is no more stupid pillars. That's not too much to ask, right? I'll be super good, Dragons .......
22 September 2011 @ 11:00 pm
[Filter: Private]

If I say a word about it, everyone's just going to look at me like I'm the wet blanket, again.

Jace can get away with it. He's amusing. You can say whatever you like when you're amusing. And Aileen ... well, she never seems to care what anybody thinks about her. I don't know how she does that ...

I just think it's ... unfair. I can't help it. It is, isn't it? Who wants to spend their Festival waiting on people? On their friends? It's not even about ... it's not that I mind helping out. I've been in charge of the sewing for years, and it's never bothered me. I've always liked doing it ... I want to help.

This is different from that. It's completely different.

But I can't say anything! I can never just say these things. Somebody might take it wrong, and then what would I do?


I hate being gloomy like this. It's the Festival. I love the Festival! I just need to ... get over myself, and then I can be upset about it all tomorrow. Right.

[Filter: Franelcrew]

Hey, everybody~ I don't know who's all awake yet, but I need to run out into the city really quick to do a last minute gift thing. I have a good reason for it, I promise! So if anyone's looking for me in the next hour or so, I'm not here and will be back soon!

Happy Festival!
Mood: gloomygloomy
Symeon of Veirnan
22 September 2011 @ 11:10 pm
[Filter: Edeyn]

I don't think I can do this, Edeyn.

Everything is such ... such a mess. Festival isn't supposed to be like this. It's supposed to be a time for family and happiness and everything being right, and -- Dragons. Nothing is right. Do you have any idea how impossible it was just to find gifts? I don't ...

I don't know what to do about any of it.

How am I supposed to go out there this morning? How do I act? How are the girls going to act?

I don't ... I don't even ...

This is even worse than the year after I lost Kyrene ... worse than the year after I lost Mother ... Myca ...

This is so much worse than any of it. I wish I could just stay here in bed all day and not ... not ...

What am I supposed to do?
Mood: melancholymiserable
22 September 2011 @ 11:34 pm
[Filter: Aekaran]

You know, I imagine we should count ourselves lucky that we didn't wake up in the midst of a skirmish. A gift from the Dragons to us, I suppose, Happy Festival. Hoorah.
Mood: blahblah
Lord Glenn of House Rowan
22 September 2011 @ 11:36 pm
[Filter: Lady Canti]

Come now, Lady Canti, just where have you gone?

I'll have you know for a fact that no one here is thinking a single disparaging thing about you, hm? Now, that brother of yours, perhaps, but a sweet girl like you? Really, now.

There's absolutely no reason to hide. Just tell me where you are, and I'll come find you, hm? We can walk back in there together with you on my arm, and if your brother has anything untoward to say about it, I'll deck him for you, how's that?
Mood: amusedamused
22 September 2011 @ 11:41 pm
[Filter: Josiah]

I hope that you are aware that this means you are not allowed to tease me about my fleshy hips for a week! Perhaps even a month. I'm considering a month. Dragons know it'll take me that long to lose any extra weight these make me put on!
Mood: cheerfulcheerful